Being Dom Weasley isn't necessarily easy or convenient. In fact, some days it feels like the opposite. With 3/4 of the school hating her by association;James making the sorting hat go on strike; and a furry little problem of her own, Dom's troubles have only just begun. And then Fenrir Greyback had to show up and make things more complicated.What a tosser.

Playing Marauders. That was what they did best. James, Roxy, Dom, and Freddie were best friends, fascinated by the stories of Moony, Padfoot, and Prongs. Follow Dom on her train ride to Hogwarts, and the sorting ceremony, where she must re-learn what she believed to be true, and understand that the world isn't simply black or white.

A/N: I don't quite know where I'm going with this story. To leave as a oneshot or to continue? Feedback appreciated!

This is the story of Draco and Astoria. How they met, fell in love, and made it through the seond wizarding war. This is a story of love, redemption, pride, and a tiny apothecary in Diagon Alley that became their new home. Song Fic to We Found Love by Rihanna.

The Weasley Family Tree was cluttered with redheads, the occasional blonde, and a handful of dark-haired children scattered every which way. But next to Charlie Weasley’s name, there was no famous wife to complete their power couple. There were no mischievous children to be herded into detention at Hogwarts. Unlike his siblings, Charlie Weasley stood alone on the family tree. Alone and perhaps on parchment, unloved. This wasn't always the case though. Once upon a time there was a dragon whisperer, and Charlie fell head over heels for them.